For example, a cultivator whose whole body was wrapped in mud and rocks had turned into a stone man. Although there were willow catkins all over the mud on his body, the person inside the mud was completely unharmed. Seeing Li Shiyin and the others with nowhere to retreat, he took the initiative to attack. He charged towards Li Shiyin in the wind vortex headfirst.
"War Spirit Art!" Li Shiyin once again forcibly urged the "War Spirit Art" and went to meet this stone man. Her sword qi slashed out and the stone man instantly lost an arm, while Li Shiyin was also blasted flying by the headbutt, almost crashing out of Chasing the Wind's wind vortex domain.
"Wow..." Li Shiyin spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground. After trying several times, she couldn't get up.
Chasing the Wind watched out for the others while Long Qiqi's tail came over to help Li Shiyin up.
"You can just transfer this tiger to us, why fight so desperately?" A woman enveloped in gloomy flames walked over and persuaded Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin broke free from Long Qiqi's tail and barely stood up. She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and the purple sword qi on her Qingxing Sword was her answer.
To Chasing the Wind, Li Shiyin was no different from her own family. Abandoning and betraying one's family...
"Humph..." Li Shiyin smiled with difficulty, activated her magic power, and took the initiative to kill towards that gloomy flames woman.
"I've really never seen such a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator before!" This woman exclaimed.
A cluster of flames was thrown out, thrown onto the path Li Shiyin had to take while attacking.
In Li Shiyin’s current state, if she was burned by her gloomy flames, death would be inevitable!
"What a pity!" She lamented.
"Mu Ran!"
At this moment, Li Shiyin suddenly shouted out. A sword that looked like a galaxy appeared out of thin air in her body. This sword thrusted forward, splitting those gloomy flames in half. That woman was greatly shocked and quickly reacted to slap and deflect the oncoming Mu Ran Sword that had turned into flowing light.
But the next moment...
Li Shiyin's sword reached her face...
The swordpoint was the swordpoint, she was the sword body, piercing straight through the chest!
Gloomy flames, extinguished!
Li Shiyin also used up her last bit of strength and fell to the ground, finally unable to grip onto the Qingxing Sword, causing it to fall to the ground, while the Mu Ran Sword flew back and inserted itself beside her.
She remembered her master teaching her that the sword was the life of a sword cultivator and losing one's sword was the same as dying as a sword cultivator. She had always gripped her own sword very tightly, but now she couldn't anymore.
"Am I going to die?" Li Shiyin watched the willow catkins outside the vortex and thought to herself, feeling very regretful. "I won't get to see father, mother, or brother again, or Master either..."
Right as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the willow catkins rushing over this way...
"Master?" She thought it was just an illusion or delusion from her impending death.
She saw her master rush into Chasing the Wind's vortex domain and come over to hold her up, looking very anxious and seeming on the verge of tears.
"Master!" Li Shiyin smiled. Being able to see her master in the end wasn't so bad.
It was just that her master was too stupid and probably still didn't know her feelings.
She reached out and stroked Qin Ran's face, murmuring: "Master, Shiyin really likes you, do you know?"
She thought she was going to die, and just wanted to express her innermost thoughts.
But she didn't expect that this master she imagined would have tears streaming down his face as he kept nodding and repeatedly saying, "I know, I know, I know!"
She didn't know that she was so stupid that she couldn't even hide her feelings for someone. Even Long Qiqi understood and even Chasing the Wind knew.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
